[ The press of her forehead to hers, the struggling breath between words - and Sombra only giggles, breathless, in response, humming softly against her as she continues making it hard to think with the way she moves her hips, keeping South firmly between her thighs. ]
Mmm, no sé, you've said no before.
[ A kiss, then- ]
But- ah, hah, you're right. Never to me. Soooo... [ Giggles escape through the heavy breaths again and she bites, playfully, at South's lip when she demands, ] Make me come then make me yours, mi amor.
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Oh, I dunno, my— ability to fucking think in fucking sentences, Liv, fucking hell—
[ South breathes, pressing her forehead back against Sombra's and trying to focus even a little better on everything but the physical. ]
—god, fuck, in what world do I ever say fucking no, Liv?
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Mmm, no sé, you've said no before.
[ A kiss, then- ]
But- ah, hah, you're right. Never to me. Soooo... [ Giggles escape through the heavy breaths again and she bites, playfully, at South's lip when she demands, ] Make me come then make me yours, mi amor.